Wu Chengfeng was stunned, and no longer clamored. Little Tyrant Xie had even chopped off the Great Jin King, and killing a few other officials was naturally not a problem.

The group of light cavalry did not dare to face him head on. They all abandoned their weapons and surrendered.

The entire place was silent except for the sound of the rain.

The youth did not pay any more attention to them and turned around to look at Wen Jiu and Xie Xuan.

A girl who didn't know how to dodge swords actually charged forward?!

Wen Jiu, whose entire body was in a mess, slowly lowered his hand and whispered, "I still need my life."

How could she have known that if she had slept, she would have encountered such a situation when she woke up. She would not have been able to react in time when someone's knife was placed against her neck.

Although Wen Jiu had seen a lot of big scenes in the past, but ever since he had reached the Xie Family, his days here were practically soul-stirring.

It never stopped.

Xie Heng reached out and pulled her away, "Usually you look smart, but why are you so stupid now?"

Wen Jiu looked at the youth and leisurely said, "Even though I am greedy for life, I know that when it is necessary, I cannot be afraid of death."

Once a person was afraid of death, their chances of winning were very slim.

"You seem to have comprehended something?"

Xie Heng was extremely furious, but he was helpless.

He turned around to see a youth covered in blood, and said in a low voice: "Xie Xuan!"

"Elder brother almost came late."

Xie Xuan lifted his head, a sweet taste suddenly surging up from his throat. He forced it, and fresh blood flowed down from the corner of his lips.

The youth's white jaw was drenched in blood, and his dark eyes seemed to have some sort of demonic aura to them.

"Third Brother! Are you all right? "Where does it hurt?"

Wen Jiu was startled, and immediately ordered: "Jin Er, invite the doctor!"

Xie Xuan said without changing his expression, "I'm fine." He wiped it away carelessly.

"Third Brother, how are you right now .." Wen Jiu especially wanted to say that Xie Xuan truly looked like someone who would fall if the wind blew.

Xie Heng's eyes were heavy as he stood in the heavy rain, unmoving.

The accompanying soldiers helped to pack up, while the attendant maids and maids busily cleaned up the place. There were only a few people left standing in the rain, looking completely suicidal.

After a while.

The two youths suddenly called out in unison, "Jiu."

Wen Jiu replied in a low voice: "I'm here."

Xie Heng's face turned cold, "This is none of your business, let's go back inside the house."

Xie Xuan still maintained his expressionless face, but it was clear that he had the same intention.

"Eldest brother .." Just as Wen Jiu opened his mouth, the servants advised him: "Young Madame, it is raining so heavily, please go in first."

Now that they were in a battle, there was no way for them to casually cover it up. The two youths must have something to say to each other, so it was inconvenient for her to overhear them.

Wen Jiu said: "Third Brother's injuries are not light. Brother, you still let him..."

"What are you still standing here for?"

Xie Xuan looked at her, and interrupted her in a hoarse voice: "You want to see your elder brother teach me a lesson?"

Wen Jiu, "..."

Third Young Master would probably not die from being injured like this and still have the mood to argue with her.

Xie Heng said: "Did you all hear it? He's fine. "

Air flowed between the two youths, and it was rather strange.

"Brother Chang, Third Brother."

Wen Jiu still wanted to say something but he did not say it out loud. He turned around and led the servants into the residence.

The only thing she could do now was to take care of the matters regarding General's Mansion and not drag down her two brothers.

The torrential rain behind him washed away the mess on the ground.

Xie Heng's face was extremely stern, and he sneered: "What else do you want, Third Young Master, to do?

"Immediately enter the palace."

Xie Xuan raised his head, his eyes as deep as a pool.

No one knew where his wounds were coming from. As the rain fell, his entire body was covered with blood. His clothes were originally of a plain color, but now, it had been completely dyed red.

Xie Heng said angrily: "You could have waited for me to come back before making a move, yet you want to bear this blade? Do you really like your dirty tricks?"

Xie Xuan said indifferently: "If you want to take Zhao Fan's life, you can't possibly not do anything."

Xie Heng frowned: "Even if I have to injure one thousand people and damage myself eight hundred, it's not a loss."

"Not a loss." Xie Xuan raised his hands, and the blood and gore in his sleeves fell to the ground. "I'll have to trouble you, brother, to help me."

The youth's face was pale and his voice was so low it could barely be heard.

Xie Heng also did not know whether to be angry or laugh. He grabbed the youth's wrist, bent down, and directly carried her on his back, "You really frightened her to death this time."

"I won't .." Xie Xuan only spoke one word, his voice was low, as though he was trying to argue with her.

The rain and snow mixed with the fierce wind and the cold penetrated deep into his bones.

Imperial Consort Wu knelt in front of the emperor's chamber and cried for the entire night, "Xie Heng is merely a mere third rank, and his family is still mere commoners. He actually dares to whip a prince in the streets, fifty lashes, ah .. Your Majesty, when has Fan'er ever suffered such grievances ..? "

"I beg the emperor to uphold justice for my Fan'er!"

"Your Majesty ~"

Wang Liang advised from the side: "Empress Zhao, the Emperor has already sent people to the Shuntian Palace to propose. The Xie's Mansion has already been investigated and asked.

Although this General Xie was only a Third-rank, in this Dijing where nobles power reigns supreme, it was not considered as expensive.

However, there were only a handful of people who had fifty thousand men.

The Xie Family treated the Fourth Prince as a fake and gave her fifty lashes, and even gifted her the Shuntian Realm. This was a very strange event, when the Imperial Consort Wu came to cry with the Old Emperor, Zhao Yi did not keep her back.

This was enough to show that the current status of the General Xie was not any lower than the Fourth Prince.

Unfortunately, Imperial Consort Wu didn't understand the profound meaning behind this and cried in front of the palace for the whole night.

"Your majesty, if you don't punish Xie Heng this time, how will our Fan'er be able to gain a foothold in the Dijing City?!" Imperial Consort Wu ignored Wang Liang, the big servant, and continued to cry with one heart.

Wang Liang had no choice but to enter the hall and return to the Old Emperor.

"Send people to get Xie Heng back."

Zhao Yi also did not fall asleep.

Just giving the Ink Cloud Token to Xie Heng caused such a thing to happen, causing Xie Heng to have an uncontrollable headache.

"Servant will go now."

Just as Wang Liang walked out of the hall, internal servant ran over hurriedly and shouted: "Elder Wang, it's bad!"

"What are you shouting for!"

Wang Liang glanced at the hall, "Be quiet."

internal servant said softly, "Thank you, Little Tyrant Xie is here! At the moment, he is already waiting in front of the palace gate. It's said that he and his Third Young Master had just narrowly escaped death, and their bodies were covered in blood .. "

"What?"

Even someone as intelligent as Wang Liang couldn't react in time.

Didn't they say that the people from Xie Family had beaten up the Fourth Prince? Why is the Little Tyrant Xie here too?

He glanced at the Imperial Consort Wu, who was crying loudly in front of the palace.

Today's matter was likely not that simple.

"Wait here."

Wang Liang instructed the internal servant, "We will first report this to the Emperor."

They entered the bedroom.

Wang Liang respectfully stood at the side when he heard what the Old Emperor said.

"Xie Heng just got out of the city yesterday, and something happened to his Xie Family today, it's really .. "What a coincidence."

No one in the hall dared to answer Old Emperor.

Zhao Yi donned a dragon robe and walked out of the palace. Imperial Consort Wu, who had been crying on his knees for several hours, immediately shouted, "Your Majesty! "Fan'er has been beaten to the point where he no longer has any human face. You have always doted on Fan'er, you must uphold justice for him!"

"What are you crying for!" Get up! "

Zhao Yi could not help but frown, "Call Zhao Fan over, bring your Conference Hall."

Wang Liang respectfully replied, "Yes."

Zhao Yi's footsteps paused, "Have Xie Heng and the others come in as well."